Post-Stroke Walk
When someone on my walking
Route says “good morning,”
And I respond similarly,
(They may be embarrassed to learn)
We become a universe of two,
And that even if we remain silent,
We are still a universe.
Sorry about that.
Sometimes nature is overcome.
I’ve experienced it.
But magic always surrounds us
Anyway. And all I need
Is around me right here.
Right now.
The “supernatural” is everywhere.
If I really saw the miracle in this moment,
The symbolism in everything,
I couldn’t scratch my ass without breaking
Into laughter. Or to crying when necessary
But that doesn’t seem to happen.
Thank God. I’d never get anything done.
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